I'm sorry this took so long to post. Its been crazy. I signed up for a Stony gift give for steve/tony fest on tumblr so I had to get that fic done before I could work on the OTP stuff. Its done and will get posted on friday.

On with the story. It gets a bit smutty in this chapter.

Day 13 Eating Ice cream

Tony lit the candles on the table, laid out the silverware and placed the plates on the table while Steve was showing the unwelcomed guests out. Tony was mad, not at Steve, not even really at Darcy and her friend. He hadn't bothered looking up to see who she had brought over. It was his fault they had been interrupted. They had been on the communal floor and he hadn't thought to lock it down.

Everyone else in the tower was gone, but he hadn't accounted for Darcy and he should have. She had a habit of popping up when he least expected it. She was a great addition to the tower and made everyone laugh, but sometimes Tony wished she wasn't so attached to his boyfriend. It wasn't fun being cockblocked by the adopted little sister of the man you loved.

It also wasn't fun to tell that man you love them only to not hear it back. Steve's reaction to hearing those three little words hadn't been what Tony had expected and then Darcy had come in. Tony had decided to pretend that he wasn't a nervous wreck. That he wasn't scared out of his mind that Steve wouldn't say it back, he'd never told anyone that he loved them. Not the way he loved Steve anyway, he loved Pepper and Happy, but he wasn't in love with them. Steve, he was in love with. Instead he kept quiet and finished the dinner he had been working on. Nothing too fancy, Tony wasn't a trained chef, but he had learned how to cook a lamb chop.

"I'm glad you kept cooking, I didn't want to ruin dinner."

"Its not ruined." Tony hadn't realized Steve had come back into the kitchen. He tried to keep his emotions out of his voice, but he knew he'd failed by the sigh that came from Steve. Tony wasn't able to hide anything from Steve.

Steve's strong arms wrapped around Tony, causing Tony to stop what he was doing. "I love you too, Tony," Steve whispered in his ear, making him relax. Three little words had never been so amazing to hear in all of Tony's life. He felt lighter, like a giant weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Steve loved him. Steve loved HIM. Tony had everything he ever dreamed of. The only thing he ever dreamed of.

"I know its taken me awhile but..." Tony said, tuning in Steve's embrace, so that he could look into the eyes of the man who loved him.

Steve just shook his head. "No, it was perfect."

Tony's heart swelled at the little chuckle that Steve let slip.

"I'm just sorry that Darcy and The Human Torch had to come in and interrupt our moment."

"That's who that was? I wasn't really paying attention. You'd think I would have recognized him," Tony let the nervousness escape him in the form of a laugh. He had been so angry about the intrusion that he hadn't even looked up at the person Darcy had brought with her. He would have recognized Johnny instantly, had he been paying attention. He didn't know the Torch all that well, but he knew what the guy looked like. He was friends with Sue and Reed but he had never met Ben or Johnny. They ran in different superhero circles.

Tony wrapped his arms around Steve, returning the embrace. His arms barely reached around. "Looks nothing like you."

They both laughed, "Not in the slightest." Steve leaned down and captured Tony's lips in a soft kiss. Nothing like the kisses from before. It was gentle and sweet and chaste. "Tonight was perfect."

Tony smiled. "There's ice cream after this." Steve had a weakness for ice cream and Tony knew when to exploit that weakness. He kissed the small smile on Steve's face and released his hold on the man. "Let's eat," he said, pulling out the chair and guiding Steve to sit.

Dinner was silent, Tony was too lost in thought to talk much and Steve didn't offer much to the prospect of conversation. He still couldn't believe that Steve had said it back. Tony had hoped that he would, but he had never believed that a man like Steve could love someone like him. Steve was perfect. He was kind and caring and the kind of person that would dog sit for you when you went out of town. He was a good person. Tony wasn't. Tony was crude and crass and only out for himself.

He didn't understand what Steve saw in him. He didn't know what he had done to deserve such a wonderful man, yet he had him. Tony was overwhelmed.

"Hey," Steve said, rubbing his foot up Tony's leg, "what's up?"

Tony shook his head and smiled. "Nothing Steve. Nothing at all." Tony could tell Steve didn't believe him, but he wasn't lying. Nothing was wrong. Everything was perfect and that was what confused Tony. He had always thought he had the perfect life, everything he ever wanted. Then Steve came along and threw that all out. It took a man from the past, long since forgotten to make Tony realize what he was missing in his life, a void he had been trying to fill with lovers and alcohol and all kinds of recreational drugs in his youth. It took a man he had never expected to meet, a man his father had compared him to countless times, to show Tony what love was.

It was all kind of surreal, if Tony was being honest with himself. Something he had learned over time that he rarely was. Steve made him want to be better, want to live a better life. Steve held him to the standards he held everyone to, he didn't make excuses for their behaviors, but he didn't accept them either. Tony had changed the day Steve had stepped into his life. He hadn't realized that it was happening until it had happened.

He had fallen in love with Steve way before they started dating. A part of Tony had always been in love with Steve Rogers, and he had never let himself believe there was a possibility, never let himself hope that one day he would have that man's love as well.

Steve stood up, breaking Tony from his thoughts. "I'm pretty sure you mentioned ice cream." Steve grabbed the plates and cleared the table when Tony nodded.

Tony couldn't help but stare at Steve's back side as he sauntered into the kitchen with the dishes. Steve had an amazing ass and Tony had no problem admiring it.

Steve appeared again holding two spoons and a tub of peanut butter chocolate ice cream. "I'm thinking, we take this to our room and finished what we started before Darcy came home."

Not taking even a moment to think about it, Tony was out of his chair, wrapping his arm around Steve's waist, placing a kiss on Steve's neck. He didn't stop with just that either as they walked into the bedroom.

"Ice cream, remember?"

Tony snickered as they stepped into the elevator to go to their level, absentmindedly pressing the floor button. "Oh right." He opened the carton and grabbed a spoon. "Why don't we get started?"

He dipped the spoon into the ice cream and offered it to Steve. He smiled as Steve opened his mouth and took the bite of ice cream into his mouth, a soft sigh escaping his mouth.

"Mmmm," Tony smiled, meshing himself against Steve's side. "Taste good?"

Steve nodded and Tony licked off the spoon slowly. "Mmmm, very good."

Finally the elevator door opened to their floor and Tony stepped out with Steve, leading the way to their room. He remembered to lock down the floor, telling Jarvis no one was allowed onto their floor until further notice. He wasn't risking another interruption, not for anything in the world. He even shut the door behind them, not that it really mattered if the level was on lockdown, but force of habit.

Steve sat on the bed near the headboard and Tony crawled up on the bed, kneeling in front of him. "You know, we really didn't need two spoons." He took the spoon Steve was still holding and tossed it on the nightstand, smiling back at him. Dipping the spoon back into the carton, he held it up to Steve's lips again and let him take the bite.

Some fell down onto Steve's lap. "Oh, sweet Jesus! That's cold!"

Steve moved to find something to clean his pants off with and Tony took his wrist in his to stop him. "Allow me." Leaning down, Tony took the frozen desert into his mouth, making sure to push his face into Steve's lap against his cock, just to get him turned on, get them both going like they had been earlier.

Tony felt Steve's cock lurch up toward him at the attention. Smiling to himself, he looked up at Steve. "May as well take these off now." Shifting slightly, Steve let Tony unzip his pants for him, undoing the clasp and slipping his hands under the band, he tugged at them when Steve lifted his hips so they could be pulled off. Tony looked back up at him, a wicked idea forming in his head, it might get a little dirty, but fun too.

He took the ice cream from Steve and laid it down on the nightstand with the spoon in it. "Lay down," he suggested, warranting a questioning look from Steve as he started unbuttoning his shirt. "I'm hungry," Tony growled, still sure Steve was still confused, but loving how he went along anyway.

Tossing his shirt aside after Tony had gotten it off, he picked up the spoon scooping out just enough ice cream. "I know you said it was cold, but I promise you, it won't be for long. I guarantee you'll be melting it before I even get my mouth on it."

He slid the ice cream onto Steve's chest, feeling his cock lurch when Steve involuntarily jerked, the ice cream already starting to melt. "Tony!" He licked his lips when Steve gasped out his name and leaned over to lick the melting dessert before it melted onto the bed.

"I don't think I can handle that, Ton-" Steve's words were cut off by Tony trailing some ice cream over his stomach. "Tony!" Tony watched as Steve lifted his hips slightly off the bed.

Licking up the small amount he'd left there, he swirled his tongue around Steve's belly button as he let his hand dip down, gripping Steve's cock through his boxer briefs. Groaning, he decided that was enough foreplay. He had to have Steve now. After their brief, yet interrupted make out session in the kitchen, and now how easily he was turning Steve on right now, he had to make love to him. Now.

"I've got to have you now, Steve. I've got to make love to you."

Steve lifted his hips off the bed and let Tony pull them down and tossed them aside. Standing off the bed, Tony quickly got rid of his clothes, needing to be as naked as Steve, to feel his body against his.

Tony wanted this to be special, he wanted to take his time with Steve. They had had sex before, probably even made love, but this was the first time he would make love to Steve and be able to say the words.

"So gorgeous," he said running his hands over Steve's legs. Steve on display, open and waiting was one of the most erotic and beautiful things Tony had ever seen. Tan skin and hard abs glistened with sticky remnants of ice cream.

Tony let his hands roam, he wanted to feel Steve, ever part of him. He loved watching the muscles move under the skin, feel them tense and relax. Steve's body was perfection. Steve was perfection. Tony's love for the man went so far beyond the physical, he wanted Steve to know that. To feel how much Tony loved him.

"Tony," Steve panted, eyes black with lust. "Hurry up." Steve was breathless and Tony let the small smile on his face turn into a grin.

"Yes, Captain!"

Sliding onto the bed, letting his body mold to Steve's side, Tony gathered his lover into his arms. There was nothing like the feel of Steve's perfectly sculpted body next to his own, pressed against his. Sliding his hand over Steve's stomach, he brought his lips to his for a deep kiss, his hand trailing down to take Steve's cock in his hand.

He started to move his hand on him as fluidly as he was kissing him, with the same want, the same desire. He felt Steve's hand move to touch him and Tony broke this kiss.

"No, baby. Let me take care of you."

Tony may be a selfish man, but not when it came to Steve, there wasn't anything in this world he wouldn't do for him, and right now, all he wanted to do was make Steve feel good, to make love to Steve. He wasn't going to allow himself to get off. He'd get just as much pleasure from seeing Steve happy and satiated as he would cumming himself, but he didn't want that, not tonight.

"I want to show you how much I love you."

"I already know." Steve said as he laid back, letting Tony take control. Tony couldn't control his smile. Returning his lips to Steve's' he let his hand continued what it was trailed his lips down over Steve's neck and stopped briefly to nibble on his collarbone, unable to to keep from thrusting himself against Steve's hip. He had to do his best to hold back, this was about steve, not him.

Moving downward over Steve's chest, Tony let his tongue swirl around the pebbled nipple of one of his pectoral muscles, eliciting a gasp and shaky exhale from Steve's lips. "Oh, God, Tony!"

Tony smiled, continuing his movement downward, over the tight muscles of Steve's stomach. They may not have been doing this for very long, but Tony knew Steve knew what he was about to do, his hips kept pushing upward, his dick lurching in his hand to feel his lips wrapped around it.

Finally, he rose above him only long enough to wrap his lips around the head of Steve's cock and let his tongue swirl around it before slowly, oh so slowly, sucking his length into his mouth. Steve's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he groaned out loudly in pleasure, causing Tony to go deeper until he couldn't go anymore, Steve was huge. There was no way Tony was going to ever be able to take all of him in his mouth.

Tony felt Steve's fingers grip at his hair and he couldn't help but smile, well, he would if he could. He loved that he was making him feel as good as he was. He wanted to make him feel even better than he was, letting his hand slip under Steve's balls as he rubbed at the space behind them. Steve started instantly bucking his hips into Tony's mouth and he did his best not to choke.

"Oh, GOD, YES! Tony!"

Tony started to move up and down on Steve's cock, rubbing more and more at that spot. It didn't take long before Tony felt Steve's balls start to tighten up, that meant only one thing. He was about to cum. Now, Tony could do one of two things, he could pull back and slow down, causing Steve want it more and more, or he could give in.

Tony chose the latter.

Sucking Steve's cock, harder, taking all the he could into his mouth, Steve came with a shouted curse and Tony's name.

Breathing heavy Tony dropped to the bed beside Steve. Steve's eyes were glassy, sweat clung to his skin and he was breathing deep. Tony was still hard, and it was starting to get uncomfortable. He had been able to ignore his own desires when he was attending to Steve.

Steve knew Tony though. Before Tony said anything, Steve turned to his side, licked his palm and grabbed Tony in hand. Tony let out a soft moan at the feel of the strong hand tugging his cock. The heel of Steve's hand brushed over the head of Tony's cock and Tony couldn't stop himself from bucking up. Steve's pace was quick but smooth. Tony had neglected himself too long and a firm tug from Steve's large hand had his balls tightening, the coil in his belly snapping. With a whisper of the Lord's name in vain Tony came, spilling into Steve's hand.

The night was long, Tony was finding it hard to sleep. Steve was passed out next to him. Tony had been content to watch him sleep, but the itch to get things done was starting to take over. He needed to get down to his lab and work on something, anything.

Soundlessly, so as not to wake Steve, he dressed in a black tank and sleep pants. He still had the top floor on lockdown, but Jarvis let him into the elevator. The floor was locked to anyone that wasn't Steve or himself. Going over the plans for the holodeck in his head, Tony was jolted out of his thoughts when the elevator suddenly stopped just two floors down. Darcy's floor.

The door slid open and Tony's jaw dropped. "Awww, come on! I don't want to see that." Johnny had Darcy pressed against the wall, his tongue clearly down her throat. They broke apart at his protest.

"Chill, Tin Tin, I was just saying goodbye." Johnny pecked Darcy on the lips once more and entered the elevator. Tony was torn, did he go after Darcy, warn her off of The Torch? Did he go after Johnny and explain just how dangerous messing with a super soldier's little sister was?

"Steve will kill you. You know that right?" Tony said, not looking at Johnny.

"What?" Johnny asked, leaning back against the rail in the elevator.

"That girl in there, just happens to be the one person in this world that Steve sees as a sister. Hurt her, there will be no safe place to hide. He will kill you." Tony knew this as sure as he knew he loved Steve.

"He can try. But he won't succeed. His shield has nothing on my flame."

"You don't know Steve."

"I'm not going to hurt her."

The elevator door opened to Tony's lab and he got out. "I'm sure you said the same thing when it came to Clint. See how well that worked out." Tony knew it was a hit below the belt, Johnny's eyes flashed with anger and the elevator door slid shut. He should not have mentioned Clint. That was a subject both men avoided at all cost, when he asked Sue about it even she didn't know. Johnny had refused to talk about it. He wasn't sure what had happened between them but it had been bad.

In all honesty, he'd almost choked on his tongue in shock when he had found out about Clint and Johnny. It had only come about during a very drunk game of truth or dare. One which he didn't remember much. Johnny was known as a playboy, he had followed very spectacularly in Tony's rich boy footsteps. So finding out that he and Clint had dated long term exclusively for over a year had been one of the most shocking things Tony had ever heard.

He sat down at his desk, the hologram for his holodeck flaring to life, but he didn't pay attention to it. He was too busy worrying about how Steve would react to Darcy and Johnny. Steve had no reason to care, Darcy was a big girl and could take care of herself, but he knew Steve better than that. Steve knew about Johnny and his reputation, no way he would take this lightly. He would play the big, scary brother to a tee.

His lab door whooshed open and he looked up. Steve stood sleepily in the doorway, comforter wrapped around his shoulders. "I woke up and you weren't there." Steve said moving to the couch.

"Couldn't sleep, you know how I get."

Steve nodded. "Should have woken me," he said around a yawn.

Tony moved over to the couch, laying Steve down, making sure to place the pillow under his head. "Sorry, it won't happen again." Tony tucked the blanket around Steve and kissed his hair. "Go back to sleep."

"Love you," Steve said, shutting his eyes.

"I love you too." Tony said, watching as sleep took Steve to a different world.

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